Suprising Weigh-In = Happy Monday

I woke up today with the dreaded feeling knowing that I had to go back to Summer School this morning and that I needed to weigh. I do not normally "dread" a weigh in but I know over the past week and half I have finally gotten my appetite back and it's back with a vengeance! On top of that I don't get any cardio anymore since I am still recovering and my only workouts are at physical therapy (though they are tough). I couldn't help but think that the number would be up a pound or two or three. So I stepped on and a number popped up and I was so skeptical that I stepped back off the scale, turned it off then back on, and stepped on again. The number was still the same!! 178.8! What? In the 170's... AGAIN. Now we all know that the 170's dangle in front of me from time to time and that I can never quite stay in them for more than a week or two, but this time it feels different. I feel like I got here by some weird chance (or the fact I have no muscle in my left leg and that has helped me) and that I can fight to stay here and lose even more.

When I went to bed last night I had already decided that I was starting back with counting my points and that I was getting rid of the jar of Nutella in my pantry. I bought the big jar of Nutella the other day in a moment of weakness as I was wandering the isles at Publix and thought that I could handle it now. UMmmm no. It must go! I read on It Sux to be Fat last week that I need to FIGHT every battle at the grocery store. Jenn made an excellent point saying that it's easier to say no one time in the grocery store than 100 times at home. Weighing in this morning back in the 170's made it so much easier to get back on track. I don't feel so much like I'm starting over and having to back track to lose whatever poundage I had gained since surgery.

I did venture out to Planet Fitness the other day and I was so surprised at how down it made me feel in the first few minutes. I thought I would be so happy just being in there and working out, but to the contrary I was sad because I couldn't just run and jump on the treadmill and pound out a few miles. I had to work slowly and carefully. I did all the things I do at physical therapy and 10 minutes on the elliptical (which turned out to the highlight of my time in there) and by the end I felt much better. Being sad about not running made me realize what an athlete and gym lover I really have become during this journey.

Have you noticed yourself loving something that you never thought you would on your weight-loss journey?

My Journey

Since this is my first post I think it makes sense to give a little background information of my journey. I joined weight watchers in mid 2007 for the very first time. I weighed in at around 276 pounds and I was shocked! I hadn't stepped on a scale in years and just assumed I was in the neighborhood of around 250. I lost 18 pounds and eventually just quit going. I was in my first year of teaching and also living on my own for the first time in my life. I joined weight watchers several more times that year but I never really took it seriously. I was just simply enjoying life..(a super unhealthy life). By December of 2008 I realized I had gained weight, but again didn't feel like it was out of hand. Boy was I wrong!

I joined weight watchers for about the fifth or sixth time on January 4, 2009 weighing in at 300.5 pounds. Talk about a shocker! I was embarrassed, mortified, scared, and many other emotions that should not be associated with one's weight. Seeing that number on paper really sparked something inside me and a serious change was in order!

I went to meetings for a year and I lost about 45 pounds. I felt great but I was no where near healthy or my goal weight. I slacked off and quit tracking and was soon back up to around 264 pounds. I worked out with friends and lost about 15 pounds over that year. My weight loss pace was somewhere between a creep and a crawl. 

Finally on May 1, 2011 I decided this was the day that I was going to stop wishing for a change and finally make one. I started weight watchers AGAIN, and really started working out! I had great support from friends and family and the weight came off the way it should have 2 years before. I was approaching 199 pounds, a place I had not been since before I graduated high school. I was in the best shape of my life! I completed a half marathon on October 1, 2011! Me, the girl who never ran anywhere except to the fridge!

Now I am currently 185 pounds pending tomorrow's weigh in! My goal is 160 pounds. I have 25 to go, hence the name of this blog. I am extremely proud of this journey no matter how long it has taken. Three years would have passed me by anyways so why not be down 115 pounds! I have been a little too relaxed this summer but I've managed to maintain my weight! Now i'm tired of maintaining and am motivated to finish this journey! I hope that I can inspire and motivate other people along the way. Whether you need to lose 5, 50, or 150 pounds, it is not impossible! 

My journey... TO BE CONTINUED....